The Shoe in the Road

I always wonder where the random shoe in the road came from. I know that sometimes in an accident your shoes fly off, but there couldn’t have been so many accidents to elicit such a compilation of footwear. Was someone running away so frantically that they just left one behind? Were they being chased? Was it a one-legged vegan being set upon by omnivores? Who knows. I find their presence beautiful, poetic, compelling. They are exactly where they need to be at this exact moment. I suppose at the end of the day what I find beautiful is not exactly what you may find beautiful. Especially if you’ve ever lost a shoe in an intersection.